A childhood legend, for both Chris & I, was Garth Brooks. Both of us grew up on 90s country music & you can’t really talk about 90s country without bringing up Garth. Since I moved to California, Garth had been in Las Vegas performing regularly at his residency at the Wynn. But in 2013, when he left the Wynn to “retire” I didn’t think I’d ever be able to see him perform. So two years ago when he and wife Trisha Yearwood announced their plans for a world tour, we began checking the tour’s website religiously.
So after months of waiting, the last week in June we headed out to Las Vegas with Chris’s dad & his wife to finally see the great Garth. On our trip out there, Chris & I were just about 10 miles outside of the strip when we saw seven neon-painted rock towers, right in the middle of the desert & I knew we had to stop. So Sunday, on our way home, we took a little pit stop in Jean, NV at Seven Magic Mountains.
Seven Magic Mountains is an art instillation that opened back in May, 2016. It’s an absolutely stunning configuration of seven 30-35 foot tall, local boulders. Besides the beauty of the mountains, the meaning behind them is what totally drew me in. The rocks sit between the amazing man-made Las Vegas Strip, along the ever busy I-15, & the natural desert & mountain landscape of Southern Nevada.
It was definitely a site worth seeing up close. We exited the freeway which runs between Los Angeles & Las Vegas, hoped on Las Vegas Blvd. & drove for about 5 miles until there was nothing but huge, neon totems to the left of us with a small dirt parking lot. Even in 118 degrees, these beauties brought out a crowd. Check them out for yourself, & next time you’re in Vegas, make time to stop. Just being able to stand next to them is absolutely amazing.